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But I'm Married - Tales of a Lesbian Affair - Book 4 The Meal



Synopsis


This 100% true journey continues as I introduce Eve to my husband at an amicable meal. What could possibly go wrong? a very sexual unplanned night turns into a drama that could spell the end of my journey.


I learn an important lesson about rules and in a complicated relationship ensuring that everyone knows what is expected....we didn't



Chapter 1


November 21st


So the nervous anticipation built through the week, I didn’t know what to expect from Friday night, our daughter was away for the weekend, our son works nights, what hubby’s plans were I didn’t know, as a red-blooded male, he clearly has aspirations of a threesome but Eve had made it very clear that wasn’t going to happen, I was worried the night would be awkward. Still, al, so I didn’t know what everyone’s expectations were; how would it end?


In the meanwhile, Kate has actually moved into Eve’s spare room, purely as a lodger. Still, no doubt a little FWBs is going on. Yet, when Eve took Kate back to her flat after the weekend, she found that she lived in an absolute hovel and struggled to make ends meet. Hence, she made her the offer, and why would she choose a nasty one-bedroom flat over a penthouse flat in the bay??


Today, Eve text me asking what she should wear, bring anything, etc.; for such an extrovert, Eve always amazes me how she lacks confidence. She certainly was panicking about the meal.


Hubby was on best behavior and helped get the house ready when Eve turned up at 7:30 on the dot; her arrival signaled by the loud exhaust of her car pulling into the driveway. She came to the door, rung the doorbell. I went and opened it, the sight in front of me was wow!


For someone who was panicking about what to wear, she was in a tight black dress from just below her knees right up to her breasts for someone who was panicking about what to wear. They were straining against the material and not doing an excellent job; she’d lifted her hair into a bun and just looked fantastic;


I wanted her there and then but knew that was unlikely to happen! As she came through the door, she gave me a kiss on the cheek, and hubby went out of the kitchen; he stopped and looked,


I won’t have been surprised if he cum then! He came over, made small talks, asked if she wanted a drink, and then headed off to get two large glasses of wine. At the same time, we sat in the living room talking, she was telling me about Kate and her hovel of a flat. Since she’d moved in, all she was doing was cleaning and making herself useful….I thought that I’d bet she had been; I wonder how many times they’ve fucked in the last week.


After a bit, I checked on the food and started to dish it up and put it all on the table. We had a civilized meal, chatting about all normals, avoiding the obvious I’ve eaten your wife’s pussy conversation. Still, after we’d had our desert, hubby turned the conversation to Eve’s past, not purposely. Yet, Steve mentioned that Eve used to live in Monmouth. He was from Newport, she said she used to spend a lot of time in Newport, Steve asked where as he knew all the pubs and she said Chameleons in Church St, he paused…


“Oh, I never went there,” he said, a little embarrassed.

“Oh god, my ex-husband loved the place; we were there for all their events.”

“Really? I’ve heard stories,” he said

“From others or from Nikki?” Eve asked

“Both,” he said with a laugh, “no seriously, one of the lads I used to play footy with was a barman there.”

“Oh, who was that?”

“Oh, you probably wouldn’t know him, Damian.”

“Yeah, I know him; you got to know everyone in one way or any other,” she said


He then promptly asked her to tell him about the place; I started to get a little uncomfortable as I knew what was coming, but Eve was in her element, ready to shock; she then went on to tell him about the parties, the men, the women, the rooms and what went on, and then onto the parties back at her house, the gangbangs, the bukake,

.

She didn’t hold back, but he was hanging on to every word and probably getting turned on by it; at that point, he asked her directly when she knew she preferred women!!! WTF man, I thought we were avoiding that subject


She then explained that she just found the tenderness between men and women so much sexier, men want to fuck and cum, women want to tease and please, it’s just more tender, sexier.


“You’ve watched lesbian porn,” she stated

“Yes, obviously,” he said, laughing.

“Well, it really is as tender as that; it can be passionate, it can be frantic, but generally, it’s slower and sexier.”


He protested jokingly, but Eve was clearly onto something; she grabbed her phone, opened an app, and typed away. She then turned her phone for us to see


“There we go, amateur sex on pornhub, and it’s wham, bam, thank you, mam.”

She let the video play for a few seconds.

“Whereas,” she then did something else to her phone and played a separate video, passed her phone to my hubby, and said she was heading to the toilet.


As he took her phone and looked at the video, I realized precisely which one it was; it was Eve. I on our first night, the one I didn’t know she was recording, he watched the video for a few moments before I leaned over to him and whispered in his ear.


“Do you recognize who’s in the video?”


He looked and then zoom through it a little


“Fuck!!! This is hot,” he said with amazement.

“I can see why you’re attracted to her though, she’s stunning and really nice as well.”

“Yeah, she’s pretty special, but you know that I love you and won’t do anything to hurt you.”


Eve came back downstairs and looked at hubby.


“What do you think? So you see my point?”

“Err yes….I’d like a copy of that video as well,” he joked.

“Ok, for your eyes only, though”


We sat there making small talk and drinking a little more when Eve said she needed to book an Uber.


“Is it ok if I leave my car here, and maybe you can bring it back to me tomorrow?”

She asked

“You can even have a drive,” she said directly to my husband.


He squeezed my leg as he said to her.


“Don’t worry about an Uber; you can stay here if you want, no funny business either.”


I turned and looked at him, a little surprised; we hadn’t discussed this, I thought he may try something, but I wasn’t indeed expecting this.

Eve also looked a little surprised.


“I take it I’m in the guest room,” she joked! I was horrified and didn’t know where to look.

“Err yes...on your own,” he said, laughing.


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